December 2011
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Songs I sang tonight at karaoke, December 2011...
1. No One Knows - Queens of the Stone Age (ROCKED IT) 2. Sooner Or Later - Madonna (obscure song off the Dick Tracy soundtrack) 3. I’ll Never Tell - “Once More With Feeling” soundtrack (duet with @lucillebruise)(FANTASTIC)
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Hey, want to freak yourself out? Walk around alone in the dark with Radiohead’s “Amnesiac” on really loud in your headphones. If you’re like me, by “Pulk/Pull Revolving Doors” you’re convinced you’re being followed and constantly dropping things. Thank goodness that walk to Safeway is super short.
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I love Misty Copeland →
Hulu, along with Morgan Spurlock, produced a series of shows following around a person of interest for a day. These are mostly well known celebrities, but on the recommendation of a fellow dance aficionado, I watched the episode about Misty Copeland. She’s a soloist for the ABT, the only black woman. She speaks a lot about being the only person of color in her classes, and is designing...
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ericaaaaa: 2011 Mix →
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On Christmas Day, after taking a nap on my aunt and uncle’s living room floor, I started to question why driving to Madison the next day - four plus hours all by myself, to stay for less than 24 hours - seemed like such a great idea earlier. I realized that in order to survive, I would need a new…
Guys, there are a lot of reasons I adore Ericaaaaa. One of the many is her...
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I thought about posting a picture of me in my new Forever Lazy (gifted to me for Christmas, courtesy of my boyfriend, for reasons unknown), but I realized I should probably hold on to that one last shred of dignity.
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Man, I wish there were a way to rearrange everything so that THIS was my main Tumblr, and gomacego was the secondary one. The internet is hard.
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I keep attempting to get to this site by typing “yumblr,” which makes me want to start a food blog, except that I get really annoyed when people photograph their food. Perhaps instead I’ll try to make it a new term, like “Sarah, this brisket is totally yumblr.”
I’m pretty sure if I do that, the mean girl in my head will yell “FETCH IS NOT GOING TO...
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The only time I appreciate that our couch is tiny is when I need to elevate my ankle, like right now.
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Short version: Interview went well, not great. Drove over a ladder on the way home, flat tire, fixed it with heels on, got back in car, battery now dead, saved by Sarah, completely exhausted, BRAIN OFF NOW.
Survived the presentation interview, though I was a bit scared off by the fact that everyone I talked to said they worked 10-12 hour days. Every day.
Another interview at a different company tomorrow at 9am. Busy busy Mace.
Tomorrow I have an interview which also requires a presentation. I think it’s done, but I am a bundle of nerves! It’s one of those things where it’s hard to know when it’s complete. So if you’re free, send good thoughts at 1pm tomorrow.
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If you've ever wondered why this tumblr is named... →
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